My sister is so strange
She likes the wines
That come from grapes
She likes the grapes
Straight from the vines
And she likes
Sunny days outside
But when the sun gets very hot
All of those grapeys get all dried
And there's a frown upon her face
Because there's raisins in the place
Of all the shiny yummy grapes
And she just hates
The way the raisins taste
The way they are not juicy
Or maybe its because
They're put inside those small red boxes
With the scary lady on them
Either way
It's safe to say
She's not a fan of raisins.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
UPS man (in honor of Hunter)
dear sir
you are late
i do not
see you near
and you
have my bike
you have stole it
I fear
It is mine!
and i would
like to try
try to ride
try to glide
down the streets
very fast
with such pride
but you
stupid man
U Piece of Shit man
you are not
at my place
you will not
bring my bike
and for this
i dont like
your stupid mail face.
you are late
i do not
see you near
and you
have my bike
you have stole it
I fear
It is mine!
and i would
like to try
try to ride
try to glide
down the streets
very fast
with such pride
but you
stupid man
U Piece of Shit man
you are not
at my place
you will not
bring my bike
and for this
i dont like
your stupid mail face.
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